No Such Thing As Forgetting
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For years, these boys were locked up. They were used for an old man's personal desires. They were tortured, beaten, abused. None of them knowing the next time that they would see daylight.
They made a plan. They fought. Together, they got away, but at what price?
Six years after they got out, some of them have made things of themself. Some of them went on to be child defense lawyers, to help kids get out of tough situations. Some of them went on to be therapists. Some of them, though, aren't doing as good. Some of them were left broken with nothing and no one to hold them together.
What happens when one of the boys reaches out and plans a big get together? What happens when the others realize that one of their former buddies isn't doing as good as the rest?
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